Song Lyrics
Well Im staring straight into the face of hell
Youre so close and you cant even tell
Im so wrapped up inside
Because I dont have much to love
Horrified I feel from pits unseen
Falling off my pedestal of plentiful deeds
As it crumbles down on top of me
I contemplate my lack of love
Come and save my soul
Before its not too late
Im not afraid to admit
How much I hate myself
All these gongs and cymbals ring inside my head
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The Early Years
Artist: Sixpence None the Richer- Healer
- Angeltread
- Within A Room Somewhere
- The Fatherless And The Widow
- Trust
- Field Of Flowers
- Bleeding
- Love Salvation The Fear Of Death
- Spotlight
- Dresses
- I Can t Explain
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